April morning summer come soonnClouds follow afternMorning sun is hidden by noonnDay shrouded overnTears to face the morning newsnWe watch our future burnnAnd wonder if we’ll ever learnnThat words can save usnnWar in Broken Promise LandnFame fear and gunfirenCowboy culture blood on its handsnFlag fuel and empirenBit parts for shooting starsnAbove the dying treesnNo-one looking up to seenHow words can save usnnNumber one Favourite sonnOne more outsidernArmy drops its cluster bombsnBoy sees his futurenWorld are you listening now?nThis fool just had its' daynWho’ll be brave enough to saynThat words can save us?nWorld are you listening now?nThis fool just had its' daynWho’ll be brave enough to saynThat words can save us?